The Little Silver Dragon King Was Confused? The Arrangements of Fate

"It wasn't third-level? What do you mean by that, Young Master..."

"Wait!"

At first, Mang Tian did not understand Jiang Yan's words and asked in confusion.

But the next moment, after carefully examining that piece of Thousand Refinement metal, he could no longer suppress the anticipation in his eyes.

"Everyone, look! This isn't ordinary Thousand Refinement. This is... First-Grade Thousand Refinement!"

As he spoke, his face had already flushed bright red with excitement.

As the saying went, a man's blush proved everything in the world. At this moment, he had truly witnessed what it meant to be the number one genius!

"Young Master!"

"You were simply born for forging!"

"..."

Jiang Luochuan and Jiang Lingli beside him were already dumbfounded, while Leng Yaozhu remained silent.

Looking at her disciple, who seemed only one step away from having the words "peerless prodigy" stamped across him, even her breathing quickened.

She...

What kind of monstrous disciple had she taken in?

Even the likes of Tang San and Huo Yuhao could not compare to her Yan'er in the slightest!

"Teacher, Uncle Mang, Grandpa, Uncle Li."

"I'm in pretty good condition today. Could I..."

"Forge a little longer?"

Jiang Yan's gaze swept across the group as he asked.

"Hmm?"

"Of course."

Leng Yaozhu nodded with a gentle smile.

Since her Yan'er wanted to, then as his teacher, she would support him. No matter what it was... she could.

"Yes, Teacher."

"I'll be quick."

Jiang Yan wore a smile as well. As he spoke, four different metals appeared in his hands one after another.

Deep Sea Silver! Tungsten Steel! Blue Progesterone! Star Silver!

Forging... continued!

"..."

Only an hour passed.

Inside the workshop, when they saw four pieces of First-Grade Thousand Refinement metal appear on the workbench, Mang Tian, Jiang Luochuan, and Jiang Lingli were drenched in sweat. As for Leng Yaozhu...

She looked at her precious disciple with a face full of admiration.

"Yan'er, you truly possess a natural talent for forging."

"Given time, you will surely become a Ninth-Level Divine Blacksmith who surpasses Zhen Hua and stands first in the world."

The light in Leng Yaozhu's eyes did not fade as she spoke softly.

Her disciple would definitely leave a brilliant mark on history in the future, and she, Leng Yaozhu...

Would also be proud of her disciple!

"Thank you, Teacher."

"I'll work toward that goal. In the future, I'll also forge an even better set of Four-Word Battle Armor for you!"

Jiang Yan smiled and nodded. He would definitely become a Divine Blacksmith, but compared to that...

[Star of Forging Task 04 completed. Become a Fourth-Level Blacksmith under the certification of a Seventh-Level Blacksmith. Task rewards: increased Metal Affinity, ten million Federation Coins, one random spirit fruit.]

He had already completed four blacksmith growth tasks, and the rewards were naturally generous. Each task gave fifty percent Metal Affinity, along with spirit fruits and Federation Coins. Unfortunately... Uncle Mang was not even seventh-level!

It seemed he could only make a trip to Eastsea City with Uncle Li later.

"Since Yan'er has also finished forging, Master Mang, we shall not stay any longer."

"We'll take our leave first."

Jiang Lingli stepped forward and said with a smile.

Tower Master Leng was a guest who had come from afar. They had already stayed here for so long, so they should not delay any further.

Leng Yaozhu and Jiang Luochuan agreed with this. Before long, amid Mang Tian's farewell...

"Tower Master Jiang is right. Please take care, everyone."

How could Mang Tian refuse? He immediately stood up to see them off. Watching the group of powerful figures depart, he felt a wave of astonishment in his heart.

"I never thought that one day, a Sixth-Level Blacksmith like me would get to meet so many important people..."

"Hmm...?"

"What's that?"

Mang Tian was about to return to the workshop when he looked in the opposite direction and spotted a strange little girl.

She was a very beautiful silver-haired girl. At the moment, she looked around in every direction before finally...

Squatting beneath the shade of a tree in confusion.

"The aura was clearly here just now. How did it disappear again in the blink of an eye..."

Na'er had come up empty-handed. Her little face was bitter as she murmured to herself.

Where exactly had her family gone?

Should she go back to that house and take another look?

Na'er had just wanted to stand up, but the exhaustion from traveling for many days had already swept through her entire body. Walking all the way back again was probably impossible...

But she could not just stay here and wait for them to come, could she?

It felt... difficult.

"..."

"Na'er has already come into the city?"

At the same time, on the way back, Jiang Yan could not help thinking to himself. A special aura had appeared in Aolai City, and he had felt that sense of closeness as well.

It seemed he definitely had to go out today.

"Young Master, is blacksmithing important in this era?"

"And Four-Word Battle Armor..."

In Jiang Yan's mind, Qian Renxue's clear voice sounded. She still did not fully understand the things of this era.

Young Master was so talented, yet he still had to forge metal. She truly felt that it was a waste of his gifts.

"Yes, forging is considered the most valuable secondary profession. Its development is very important in this era."

"As for Four-Word Battle Armor, it is an extension of Soul Guidance Technology. It used to only store items, but now it can help its wearer fight and enhance their strength."

Jiang Yan smiled faintly and explained patiently.

"I'll be heading out today. When the time comes, I'll buy some books about this era for you and Sister Dong. Your learning abilities shouldn't be weak, so you'll understand soon enough."

"Yes, Young Master!"

"..."

After returning home.

"Yan'er, I saw your talent for forging today. In the future, while cultivating, you must not neglect your development in forging either. Your talent... must not be wasted."

Leng Yaozhu sat on the sofa, staring seriously at him beside her as she spoke word by word.

Yan'er's talent was exceptional, and as his teacher, she approved of it greatly. But if it affected his Martial Soul cultivation, the loss would outweigh the gain.

"Please rest assured, Teacher. I know what I'm doing. Whether it is attending classes, studying, or forging in the future, none of it will affect my cultivation."

Jiang Yan smiled warmly and answered solemnly.

"That is good."

"You just mentioned school. As for that, Teacher has something to discuss with you and your two guardians."

Leng Yaozhu nodded, turning her gaze toward Jiang Luochuan and Jiang Lingli.

"Yan'er is still too young. He has not even begun studying the Soul Master courses of this era. I am also busy with affairs at headquarters and cannot look after him too closely."

"For the next three years, perhaps even six years..."

"I will have to trouble the two Tower Masters to take care of him."

Leng Yaozhu looked at them and spoke slowly.

Yan'er was only six years old. Of course, she could keep him by her side, but he had not even finished learning the basics of this era, and she did not have much time to guide him wholeheartedly. It would likely have the opposite effect.

She could not possibly let the little fellow's daily life consist of nothing but cultivation, could she?

At that thought, Leng Yaozhu's gaze became slightly unfocused. Rather than turning him into a crazed cultivation machine, she naturally hoped that her disciple could grow up happily.

"Tower Master, you are right."

"Eastsea City has developed rather well in the past two years. I also serve at a branch tower there and have connections throughout the city. Mu Chen, the Eighth-Level Saint Craftsman and junior brother of Divine Blacksmith Zhen Hua, is also in Eastsea..."

"I believe it would be a good place."

Jiang Lingli said with a faint smile. Eastsea City had indeed developed well in recent years. Though it was far behind Skysea City...

This year, it had produced some decent geniuses as well.

Who could say what the future held?

"Eastsea City? That works. When I have time later, I'll go to Eastsea City to visit Yan'er."

Leng Yaozhu smiled and nodded. Eastsea City's development was indeed not bad. Although its Soul Master strength was somewhat lacking, as Jiang Lingli had said, it was still a suitable city.

As for cities like Skysea, Heaven Dou, and Bright City, evil Soul Masters appeared far too frequently there. None of them were peaceful.

"Oh, right, Yan'er. Your strength and spiritual power have not been tested yet. Come here..."

"Let Teacher take a good look."

At that moment, Leng Yaozhu recalled something. With a wave of her hand, she took out two strength and spiritual power testing devices and smiled.

"Yes, Teacher."

Jiang Yan smiled as well. He was also curious about what level his current strength and spiritual power had reached.

"..."

"Left-hand strength: fifteen thousand two hundred."

"Right-hand strength: eighteen thousand eight hundred."

"Spiritual power: three hundred and twenty-six?"

Before long, Leng Yaozhu stared at the numbers displayed on the instruments, her expression freezing. The most normal result among them...

Was actually his high-stage Spirit Connection Realm spiritual power!

Was this talent even real?

And his strength!

Without releasing his Martial Soul, his punch already carried ten thousand jin of force. If his Martial Soul were added, along with his first Soul Skill...

"Yan'er, your strength... truly makes Teacher both delighted and frightened."

Leng Yaozhu took a deep breath. At six years old, a single punch already carried ten thousand jin of force. Wouldn't that become a million jin when he grew up?

One had to know... even Sea God Tang San's Seagod's Trident only weighed one hundred and eight thousand jin!

"I didn't expect the Martial Soul awakening to change so much. Before this, I could only manage a hundred jin..."

Jiang Yan was equally shocked as he murmured.

This was only his first soul ring. In the future, wouldn't he be able to punch through the world with one fist?

"Yan'er, do you think a hundred jin is weak?"

Leng Yaozhu chuckled and rolled her eyes at him.

This little fellow, honestly. Even among ordinary Soul Ancestors, how many could possess ten thousand jin of strength?

At that moment, a special voice quietly sounded in Jiang Yan's mind:

[Special Task: The Fated Girl]

[Trigger condition: The timeline must be today, and there is a chance of triggering it upon appearing in Aolai City.]

[Host, in a corner of Aolai City, the Silver Dragon King, who has taken human form, is lost and helpless. In the shadows, danger is steadily drawing closer.]

[As the possessor of the Dragon God Bloodline, are you willing to extend a helping hand in the face of fate's interference?]

"...?"

Jiang Yan's expression changed slightly upon hearing those words.

"Teacher, Grandpa, I have a strange premonition."

"Right now..."

"I'm going out for a while."

He looked at the three people before him and spoke.

He did not understand why the Silver Dragon King had suddenly become lost.

But...

He certainly would not miss this dragon little sister who had fallen from the heavens.

"..."

Meanwhile.

On a street in the city, as Na'er took one small step after another on her way back, four hooligans silently followed close behind her from the shadows.

"Hey, little silver-haired girl..."

"You're alone?"

"..."

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